We often wonder and question,
the meaning of life.
Focusing our attention,
on a three letter word.
The flaw in our nature;
endlessly analyzing.
With a need to understand,
and be reassured.
A vast ocean of opinions,
each an interpretation.
Never truly certain,
of what remains unknown.
Blinded with ungratefulness,
our gifts' wasted; unnoticed.
Failing to recognize,
the kindness shown.
The sun on this warm day,
shed's light to a new dawn.
Embracing this found focus,
not on why, but W.H.Y.
Wisdom, Humor, Youth.
To live each day wisely,
as eagerly as a child,
laughing until you cry.
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 12:30 PM UTC
We often wonder and question,
the meaning of life.
Focusing our attention,
on a three letter word.
The flaw in our nature;
endlessly analyzing.
With a need to understand,
and be reassured.
A vast ocean of opinions,
each an interpretation.
Never truly certain,
of what remains unknown.
Blinded with ungratefulness,
our gifts' wasted; unnoticed.
Failing to recognize,
the kindness shown.
The sun on this warm day,
shed's light to a new dawn.
Embracing this found focus,
not on why, but W.H.Y.
Wisdom, Humor, Youth.
To live each day wisely,
as eagerly as a child,
laughing until you cry.
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